Iron Plateau natives were not fond of formalities. Besides, it was impossible to arrange a ceremony that was too complicated when a hundred thousand qi-trainers were gathered together. Li Yao listened to Wu Mayan's introduction. The so-called ceremony was basically a video from five thousand years ago, and it would be considered complete!
Shua! Shua! Shua!
Around the square, dozens of thick light pillars rose up, filling the sky into a huge light screen that covered the sky. People dozens of miles away could see it clearly.
Li Yao had seen such a technique when he participated in the Extreme Survival Challenge for the first time in the Tian Yuan Realm. However, the light beam in this place was even larger and clearer. It seemed that a magnificent world of giants was displayed above the heads of the millions of residents of Furious Bears City.
According to Wu Mayan, the magical equipment that created the light beam was from the golden age before the apocalypse and stored only a single video.
Over the past five thousand years, the six tribes of Iron Plateau had consumed countless precious resources to maintain the magical equipment. However, as time went by, the magical equipment was still wearing down.
It was said that hundreds of years ago, the six tribes would play the video during the coming-of-age ceremony every year.
However, as the magical equipment on the light beam was worn down, the video would only be played during the ceremony after the victory of the battle of apocalypse.
The night sky was surging like tides. Light and shadow were flashing like dragon scales. Very soon, they congregated into a picture that was mainly black and red.
Black was the sky that was enshrouded in smoke, and red was the city that was burning furiously.
It had been a super city ten times larger than Furious Bears City, but it had been reduced to debris in the ocean of fire.
Illuminated by the red lotus of destruction, it was a bunch of men who seemed to have been dug out of the mud. They were all wearing flawless battle suits that were as smooth as skin. Most of them were soaked in blood, and their hair was burnt, as if they had just experienced a bloody battle in the ruins of the city!
The ten thousand men were divided into six teams. At the front of every team was a giant flag. The emblems on the flags were identical to those of the six tribes of Iron Plateau.
Six particularly tall, muscular men walked toward the camera slowly, holding the flags. In the 3D light beam, they looked like giants that had descended from the sky.
The hundred thousand qi-trainers were silent. The millions of residents in Furious Bears City, including the old people who had seen the scene before, held their breath and watched in silence.
Six strong men carried the battle flags of their respective sects to the collapsed ruins at the front.
Li Yao heard Wu Mayan talking about the burning city in a low voice. It was the largest city on Iron Plateau five thousand years ago and the seat of the coalition government of the six sects.
The ruins, which had almost melted, used to be the Grand Parliament of the coalition government. It was the decision-making center of the entire Flying Star Sector.
At this moment, almost ten thousand Refinement Stage Cultivators of the homers were staring at the flag of their sect solemnly.
The flag was flapping in the violent tempestuous wind above the decision-making center of the Flying Star Sector that had been reduced to rubble.
"I am Yang Kaicheng, an outer disciple of the Furious Bear Association. In the name of the 4,524 Refinement Stage disciples of the Furious Bears Association, I hereby declare! "
Six muscular men were standing on the ruins. One of them, who had a red birthmark on his face, stepped out of the crowd and glanced at the disciples of the six sects down below with his sharp eyes. He shouted, "Xiong Zhen, president of the Furious Bears Association, Master Qing Feng, the former president and the owner of the library, Xiahou Liang, Dong Jiaping, Xie Tianling … and all the members of the Furious Bears Association who fled from Iron Plateau!
"Cowards. Deserters. Violating the rules. Betraying the spirit of the Furious Bears Association!
"The 4,524 Refinement Stage disciples of the Furious Bears Association have made a unanimous decision. Our verdict is as follows!
"Xiong Zhen, president of the Furious Bears Association, is to be expelled from the sect and never to return!
"Master Qing Feng, the former president and the owner of the library, is to be expelled from the sect and never to return!
"The three elders and all the members of the Furious Bears Association who fled from space. They are to be expelled from the sect and never to return! "
Down below, countless members of the Furious Bears Association were roaring thunderously.
Yang Kaicheng waved the flag hard and retreated.
The second muscular man whose hair was burnt stepped out. The flag that looked like a blossoming red lotus was fluttering in the wind. "Xu Haoyan, a level-nine deacon of the Burning Sun Alliance, on behalf of the 6,725 disciples of the Refinement Stage who are still fighting on Iron Plateau, announces!
"All the members of the Burning Sun Alliance who fled from space have violated the rules of the Furious Bears Association. Their crimes are unforgivable!
"Our verdict is as follows!
"Fei Zhengyang, leader of the Burning Sun Alliance, is to be expelled from the Burning Sun Alliance and put on a wanted list for the rest of his life. Once the bastard returns to Iron Plateau, all the disciples will kill him together!
"The five elders of the Burning Sun Alliance are to be expelled from the Burning Sun Alliance and put on a wanted list for the rest of their life. Once they are found on Iron Plateau, all the disciples will kill them together!
"All the members of the Burning Sun Alliance who fled from space are to be expelled from the sect and never to be recruited again!"
Xu Haoyan waved the flag of the Burning Sun Alliance hard, too. Countless muscular men in crimson robes down below roared thunderously.
Then, the representatives of the four Refinement Stage disciples of the Giant Axe Sect, the Feathered Snakes Brotherhood, the Silver Moon Clan, and the Heavenly Wolves Fortress all stepped forward and waved the flags of their sects. In the name of all the low-level disciples, the leaders, the elders, and all the disciples of the six sects who had fled to space were all expelled from their sects!
"Right now, there is not a single Building Foundation Stage Cultivator on Iron Plateau. The only people left are the low-level Refinement Stage Cultivators such as us, who are nothing more than shrimps in the world of Cultivators!"
Yang Kaicheng, a Cultivator of the Furious Bears Union who stepped forward first, stepped forward again. His voice was as loud as a bell. "But so what?
"We are all human beings. Even the Yuanying don't have one more arm than us! If you ask me, those Yuanying probably have two balls less than us! "
There was nothing but laughter down below.
Veins were bulging out of Yang Kaicheng's neck. His face was red as he shouted, "Those useless Jin Dan and Yuanying have all fled! Only the Refinement Stage Cultivators such as us are still fighting on Iron Plateau! They are scared of the apocalypse, but we are not scared at all. We will fight the apocalypse even if we have to sacrifice everything! We will not surrender even if we have to fight for a thousand or ten thousand years!
"Perhaps, we will fail. Perhaps, we will die. Perhaps, the legacy of our civilization will not persist for long on this desolate land. In the end, we will become primitive barbarians and return to the beginning of our civilization!"
"Then! Then! Then! Then!
"A hundred thousand years ago, the ancestors of the civilization of mankind were still primitive barbarians. They gradually grasped the mysteries of cultivation through hardships and battles in primitive, uncivilized tribes. They developed and expanded, and eventually created a brilliant and glorious civilization!
"Even if we do return to the age of tribes, we can always walk on the path of evolution again!
"I declare. From today on, the Furious Bears Union will be renamed 'Furious Bears Tribe'. We will live in the most dangerous environment like the primitive barbarians a hundred thousand years ago. We will reproduce and rebuild our civilization!
"I declare that the Burning Sun Alliance will be renamed as the Burning Sun Tribe!
"I declare that the Feathered Snakes Brotherhood will be renamed as the Feathered Snakes Tribe!"
The six sects of the Flying Star Sector that lingered on Iron Plateau had all been renamed as tribes, which meant that they had completely parted ways with their brethren in space from this moment on. They had embarked on a completely different path.
"Cultivators cannot protect their homeland and compatriots. Are they any different from bugs? The apocalypse this time has shamed the name 'Cultivators'. It has become a synonym for cowardice and desertion!
"Let the cowardly rats run away in space under the name of Cultivators! From today on, we will abandon the name of 'Cultivators' completely! We are qi-trainers!
"Qi-trainers!
"Cultivators, get the hell out of here. We qi-trainers will protect Iron Plateau forever!
"Qi-trainers! Qi-trainers! Qi-trainers! Qi-trainers! "
At first … But on the giant light beam in the night sky, the ancient qi-trainers from five thousand years ago were shouting.
But at some point, the qi-trainers on the ground were blushing, too, with tears in their eyes. They were shouting the name.
In the end, all the residents of Furious Bears City, regardless of gender, age, qi-trainers, or ordinary people, were shouting at the same time.
Furious Bears City turned into a roaring ocean.
…
Late at night … The ceremony that had lasted for half a day finally came to an end. Although there were still drunk, cheering crowds on the streets, Sha Yulan's hospital was rather quiet.
Behind the hospital, next to a quiet pond, Li Yao, Xiong Wuji, and Sha Yulan were taking a walk in the moonlight.
"Crack!"
Xiong Wuji spurted spiritual gas from his broken wrist and manipulated the iron artificial limb. He also picked up pebbles from the roadside and threw them into the pond, raising ripples on the surface. He put on a sincere smile.
"Thank you, Li Yao," Xiong Wuji said sincerely.
Xiong Wuji said sincerely, "You've helped me too much, both on the battlefield of the apocalypse and with the iron artificial limb!"
Li Yao smiled and said, "I said that I would show Chief Xiong what a real Cultivator is! But on the battlefield, the one who was shocked the most was me, because Clan Leader Xiong showed me what a true Qi Practitioner is! "
"The iron artificial limb has nothing to do with anything other than my admiration for Chief Xiong's bravery! You truly deserve to be the best warrior of the six tribes of Iron Plateau!
"Right now, the iron artificial limb is only made of common metals. After the trophies of the battle of the apocalypse are distributed, it seems that we can further strengthen it with the metals extracted from the corpses of apocalyptic beasts. I dare not say that it will recover 100% of its capability, but I believe that it will be at least seventy to eighty percent!
"If I return to space one day, I might be able to craft a stronger artificial limb for Chief Xiong!"
Li Yao was not lying. He had come up with quite a few designs for artificial limbs. However, they all required very precise facilities and the cooperation of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures and special alloys that were not available on Iron Plateau. Therefore, he could only craft such a black iron artificial limb for now.
Xiong Wuji stood next to the pond. His face gradually turned solemn as he said solemnly, "Rest assured. You will have a chance to return to space one day."
Li Yao's eyelids twitched. His face turned solemn, too, as he said, "I remember that Chief Xiong said that he would make a great deal with me after the battle of the apocalypse. Is it time for the deal now?"
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I saw a question from a reader.
Old Bull, your combat ability ratio is wrong. We are all chiefs. If Xiong Wuji can take down a calamity-level apocalyptic beast on his own, the other five can at least fight three of them together, can't they? Why is it so difficult for them to fight the weaker one?
Old Bull says that it is not the case.
Xiong Wuji is the 'best warrior of the six tribes of Iron Plateau'. What does it mean?
Let's put it this way. Only those who are far better than the second best are qualified to be given such a title. The gap between the best warrior and the second best warrior is not small at all.
In Old Bull's eyes, 'chief' and 'leader' were never the representatives of the top combat ability because 'chief' belonged to management, and 'experts' belonged to technicians. The big shots of an IT company could be the best technician, but they could also be the worst technician. Also, most of the time, the latter was more common. At the very least, it was unlikely that a boss who had too many things to deal with could be the 'best' technician in the company, right?
For example, Sony, Suksaha, Ebilon, and Oboi were all 'Four Great Ministers'. Of them, Oboi, the 'best warrior of Manchuria', could tear apart tigers and leopards with his bare hands. It was not like one would think that Sony could tear apart tigers just because Oboi tore them apart, right? (To be continued.)
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